After being caught outside the compound on your own, Negan decides to punish you in the best way possible ;) This cover was made by the lovely Bloodsen, and you can find her page here: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Bloodsen

I'm Mikey Way, the grand twenty year old virgin and general klutz when it came to anything vaguely romantic, with a twenty five year old hermit of a brother who only leaves the basement to visit his not quite boyfriend, Frank. I'm also an anti-social mess who's most definitely going to get kicked out of his English course at college by the professor who's more than a little convinced I'm a pyromaniac, unless by some miracle the guy I met at the comic store who wants to suck me off is actually a reincarnation of William Wordsworth. I think Pete may be one of the weirdest people I've ever met, I mean, there are not many people who find amusement in so casually involving blowjobs in their first conversation with you. Pete was a man whore, I thought man whore was a pretty weird term, but I guess Pete was a pretty weird person, so it just sort of fit, like pieces in a puzzle, or a dick in his mouth, apparently. Maybe things would end up with Pete being my friend, or maybe even something more than that, wouldn't that just be... odd? Puzzle pieces, huh? But things are never quite that straight forward, things just love to stray just off the key of reason.

(Sequel to Maroon Sweater) It's summer and Kevin is coming back to Colorado after four long months to visit his friends and boyfriend Aleks. Three months of messing around, fun in the sun, and, er, intimate catching up with his boyfriend is exactly the kind of summer holiday Kevin is looking forward to. However, when some old faces - and new faces show up, his summer plans take a turn. Oh and also, Kevin's dark jeans seriously don't fit the weather.

you made me grey inside. i used to be so colorful. [tw: alcohol, depression, mature themes, nsfw, language] * hiatus or incomplete for now *

James decides to do something he's always longed for and goes in to get his first tattoo, his half-sleeve. Of course, he goes to only the best artist in Denver, Aleksandr. After going in for the few sessions it takes to fill his forearm, someone develops a crush. *DISCLAIMER* Neither this story not myself is associated with any characters mentioned in said story. The only thing that is based off of real life is the base idea of the tattoo shop, which is similar to that of the one I go to. Any events that occur in this story are a work of fiction, and any connection to real life events are completely coincidental. There will be swearing in this story. Do not read if that is offensive to you. Thank you.

[#4 in novahd] "Hey, asshole! You spooked yet?" A voice boomed across the apartment, bouncing off the walls so I couldn't even identify where it was coming from. "No, I'm actually more annoyed and pissed off than anything. If you're supposed to be a ghost, than you're a really sucky one!" I shouted as loudly as I could, turning in every direction before stopping dead in my tracks. There was a man standing in my kitchen, except I could see through him. What the fuck. "Fuck you, dude. I've never haunted anyone before, give me a break." - {In which Aleksandr Marchant rents an old apartment building, messes around with a Ouija board and summons a ghost named James Wilson}. trigger warnings; death, dealing with ouija boards and paranormal things of that nature, depression, and arson.

James' has always wanted to learn a new language, luckily his high school provides many diverse language courses, including Russian. When James decides to take up the Russian course, he alike other students gets assigned a pen pal. What will happen between the two? And will they get to see each other in person? •••prompt goes to http://auideas.tumblr.com/•••